Liu Duan and Fengli stood aside, watching the two children arguing with each other, and looked at each other helplessly.

Liu Duan took a small step forward, raised his hands slightly, palms down, and gently persuaded: "Don't argue, don't argue, let mom and dad do it, okay?"

Pineapple nodded repeatedly, her brows slightly furrowed, her eyes full of worry.

"No!" The two little guys, as if they had agreed on it, pouted their lips so high that a big oil bottle could be hung on them. Their lips were tightly closed, their chins were raised stubbornly, and their expressions were so determined that it seemed as if ten bulls couldn't pull them back.

Liu Duan looked at the stalemate and shook his head helplessly.

He sighed softly and whispered, "Then you try to discuss it and see what is the best way. But don't argue about it. If you keep arguing, you will end up arguing until tomorrow."

After hearing what their father said, the two kids were stunned for a moment and blinked their eyes, as if the pause button was suddenly pressed.

Then they nodded like chicks pecking at rice, praising in unison: "Good idea!"

But the spatula in his hand still had no intention of letting go, he just stopped snatching temporarily.

His eyes were rolling around, as if he was thinking of some "brilliant" idea, and he would secretly glance at the other person from the corner of his eye from time to time.

The eyes of the two little guys rolled around like lively black pearls. After a few circles, they seemed to have a telepathic connection.

Suddenly, they grinned at the same time and laughed at each other. The smile was as bright as a flower blooming in spring, full of cunning and pride, and the laughter was clear and loud, echoing in the kitchen.

Then, Xiaolaba put his hands on his hips, leaned forward, and said loudly with a big smile: "Then we can learn from mom and dad and grab the spatula together!"

When the adults heard this, they were stunned as if they were under a spell, and the expressions on their faces froze in an instant.

Then, Liu Duan and Feng Li slowly turned their heads and their eyes met. A blush of embarrassment suddenly appeared on their faces, and that blush was like the sunset in the sky, slowly spreading.

There was a hint of shyness and helplessness in Liu Duan's eyes, and he lowered his head slightly, while Fengli bit her lips nervously, her eyes unconsciously looking at the ground.

They thought to themselves: The intimate behavior we just did couldn't help but do was actually seen by these two little brats.

At this time, Liu Duan and Fengli were holding hands. Liu Duan exerted a little force with his fingers, and Fengli's hand also gently returned the hand. They stood quietly beside the children.

Hearing what the children said, I was a little at a loss for a moment. My body seemed to be nailed to the spot. Only our eyes met in the air, conveying complex emotions.

When Liu Tongguo heard such innocent words, his eyes widened slightly, his mouth formed an "O" shape, and he looked surprised.

Then, he seemed to be hit by an invisible force and could no longer hold back. His shoulders began to shake violently, and then laughter burst out like a flood.

He covered his stomach with both hands, leaned forward, laughed so hard that he fell backwards and forwards, and even lost his voice with laughter. The laughter echoed in the kitchen, and it seemed that the kitchen windows were shaking slightly, adding a bit of humor to the atmosphere.

"good idea!"

The two little guys didn't care about the adults' reactions. They jumped high with excitement and waved their little fists in the air.

Tuntun clapped his hands vigorously on the side, with a proud smile on his face, as if they had found the most wonderful solution in the world.

Then, they rushed towards the spatula like two little tigers pouncing on their prey, holding it tightly with both hands, with the muscles in their arms tense, as if they were fighting an extremely important battle.

I saw that the little boy's face was as red as a ripe apple, veins bulged on his forehead, his teeth were chattering, and his eyes were staring at the fried rice in the pot, as if he wanted to see through it.

Tuntun also had a serious look on his face, with his brows furrowed. He concentrated on shoveling the food with all his might, and he looked like he wanted to break the bottom of the pot.

Then, they both shouted at the same time and pushed upwards with force.

God!

The egg fried rice that had been sitting in the pot was suddenly like a magic spell, and each grain of rice jumped up to the ceiling like a happy elf...

Then, it fell down like snowflakes, like a strange "rice grain rain", sprinkling Liu Duan and Feng Li evenly.

Seeing this, Liu Duan and Fengli both exclaimed "Oh!" in surprise. Liu Duan's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he quickly protected Fengli.

Fengli covered her face with her hands, revealing a pair of astonished eyes through her fingers. Then, they hurriedly helped each other to pat the fried rice off their bodies.

Liu Duan's hands were like two small palm-leaf fans, waving quickly at Fengli. He patted her and said with a smile: "Ah, that's not how babies shovel! Look, you've got rice and oil all over your parents? You've become a glutton!"

Pineapple also gently helped Liu Duan clean the rice grains on his hair, her eyes full of helplessness and pampering.

Xiao Laba and Tuntun were stunned at first when they saw their father and mother in such a miserable state, their mouths slightly open and their eyes wide open, as if they had seen something incredible.

Then, as if they were struck by a joke, they held their stomachs with their hands, bent their bodies like shrimps, and laughed like a hen laying an egg.

The shovel doesn't obey my orders, haha..."

Before the laughter died down, they shoveled down again, and pushed hard into the sky again. The fried rice fell from the ceiling again with a splash. This time, as if it had eyes, it fell specifically on the heads of their parents, "dressing up" Liu Duan and Pineapple into "fried rice men".

"Hey, you two troublemakers! What are you doing? Stop it!"

Fengli's eyes were wide open, her mouth was wide open, her expression was as if she had seen the end of the world, and her voice was sharp enough to penetrate a wall.

Liu Tongguo hid at the door, covering his stomach with his hands, his body shaking violently like a willow branch in the wind, and tears flowed uncontrollably.

After finally recovering from the shock, he gave the two little guys a thumbs up, with a smile still on his face, and deliberately dragged out the ending of his words: "Gao, Gao, Gao! Let's see what you two can do!"

When the two little guys saw Liu Tongguo’s “encouragement”, their eyes lit up instantly, like little firecrackers being lit.

Xiao Laba raised the shovel in his hand high and waved it vigorously in the air, as if it was his invincible weapon; Tuntun jumped up and down beside him, shouting: "Go!"

Thanks to their "efforts", the rice in the pot flew towards handsome dad and mom like flowers scattered by a fairy.

Not a single grain was left, and it fell on their bodies and hair. The white rice looked like the first snow in winter, and the scattered ham grains looked like red plum blossoms dotted among them.

Fengli felt a buzzing sound in her head and her face turned red like a ripe tomato.

Thinking that all the good food had been wasted, he was so angry that he stomped his feet, as if he wanted to stomp a hole in the floor, and shouted loudly: "If you spill it again, I'll throw you two out!"

But by this time the rice had already been scattered. The two little guys finally reacted, their little trumpets looked like eggplants hit by frost, their mouths curled, their eyes reddened, and the shovels fell to the ground with a clang.

Tuntun's body was trembling slightly, and his little hands were rubbing the corners of his clothes nervously. He said with a wronged look on his face: "Mom, I just wanted to pretend to shovel the rice, but this spatula won't listen to me!"

"Hmph! You've made mom and dad like this, what do you think we should do?" Feng Li put her hands on her hips, her chest heaving violently.

Little Laba became smart all of a sudden. His eyes rolled around a few times, then he made a face and covered one eye with his hand. He leaned forward and spoke in a baby voice.

"I'm so sorry, please mom and dad take a shower and change clothes!"

Liu Tongguo added fuel to the fire, jumped up from the sofa, waved his hands in the air, and echoed loudly: "Yes! Wash it if it's dirty!"

Liu Duan looked at the mess of fried rice on the ground, his eyebrows slightly raised, but with a smile on his face, he pointed and asked: "What about these?"

"It's okay! Leave it to us. I will clean it up thoroughly! Mom and Dad can just go take a shower."

The two little guys patted their chests loudly, Xiao Trumpet held his head high and Tun Tun nodded vigorously.

Liu Tongguo laughed non-stop. He staggered to the sofa in the living room and sat down, laughing so hard that he fell forward and backward.

In order not to make too much noise, he could only cover his mouth tightly with his hands, his body kept shaking, and his feet kept kicking on the ground.

Liu Duan looked at Feng Li, with a smile on his face, and said, "Go take a shower first, I'll help you get your clothes!"

"You should go first, hurry up!" The two of them pushed and shoved each other to the bathroom door.

The fried rice and ham bits on their heads and bodies were like naughty elves, falling down continuously, but they had no time to care about that now!

When the two little guys saw this, they thought this was not okay, so they quickly jumped down from the chairs and ran over like two little whirlwinds.

"No need to be so modest! Mom and Dad go in and take a shower together!"

As they spoke, a great strength came from nowhere, and Little Laba's face turned red. Tuntun gritted his teeth, and together they pushed the two adults into the bathroom, then closed the door with a "click" and locked it from the outside.

Fengli was banging on the door anxiously, her eyes full of anxiety, "Baby, open the door, mommy and daddy didn't take the clothes!"

Tuntun waved the key in his hand, looking so proud, with his head held high, and said loudly: "You two just wash up in there, I'll get you some clothes!"

"Yes! It's best if Dad helps Mom wash, and Mom helps Dad wash!"

The little trumpet also joined in the cheering. The sound was so loud and clear, like a trumpet blowing next to your ear, and it jumped and danced excitedly at the door.

Liu Tongguo laughed so hard that he fell on the sofa and almost rolled off. He grabbed at the air with his hands, trying to grab something to steady himself.

In the bathroom, Feng Li and Liu Duan looked at each other helplessly, feeling both angry and amused, while the two little guys outside the door were secretly rejoicing at their own "masterpiece".

The whole house was filled with this joyful and funny atmosphere, as if the movement of happiness played the most cheerful notes at this moment. (The end of the book)

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